Let Go

farewells.

Dear Reader,

I was always one to believe that things happened for a reason, as mentioned in an earlier entry. Now, I'm not so sure why this is a beneficial reason.

She dies, Harry dies, so what now? You can't continue a band without a band member missing. It just wouldn't be the same without them. And who was the one that came up with the "solution"? The one and only, Liam James Payne.

He didn't explain why he thought it was a good idea, but we all seemed to agree with him. It didn't take much thought, really. And after speaking with Simon, officials from Syco Entertainment, and the head of Modest! management, we came to the settlement of our official farewell.

There won't be any more concerts, no meet and greets, no signings, no more albums; nothing. We get to go home, pretend that we never met or auditioned for a chance, and we try our best to forget. I don't know if I want to forget something like this. Not my audition, not that feeling I got when Katy said yes, not that smile I saw on Zayn's face when we heard our song on the radio for the first time, not our first real concert, not Harry; absolutely nothing.

But it's not like we can just carry on with our career. It hurts to think that this is all coming to a stop so quickly. I can't help but wonder what it will be like. To have a somewhat normal life, I mean. Not seeing the lads every day, not traveling the world to perform to our loving fans. I just wonder how I'm going to get used to it all.

We'll be saying our farewells in three days exactly. We're doing one more concert, releasing our last album, and holding a press conference to announce our split. We'll go to the hotel after the conference, then head to the airport in the morning to go home.

The thought scares me.

A boy that doesn't want to say goodbye,

Niall Horan.